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A little purple light shows the way, Masked smiles behind a cleric her scales reflecting while she looks back a little annoyed,
“Masked what are you grinning about?”
Earth eyes, thin like a snake’s just the aloof demeanor of the peddler is hurting her.
“That Knight was so fun to have around.”
The cleric tail fall down, her little light almost dissipating,
“You told us 4 times already! Can we just focus on the job and- SANTIAGO! Come back here!”
The hunk of man is looking enchanted a yellow mushroom, his sachet open.
“Uh? Oh! Just a moment Sasha! This threated well is a goodie!”
He said taking it quickly with his hand,
“Why does it need to get threated?” the peddler always has to know how to eat anything you never know where you need it.
“Oh! It’s spores cause heavy hallucinations! Better not to touch!”
He said brushing the spore full hand on the cave walls,
“Don’t worry I have a strong body AHAHAAH”
Concentration completely broken lights out Sasha is scratching the reason she is here,
“Why did we have to bring him?”
“We didn’t have any expert cook in the coven! He is the only one that we knew”
His pectorals are near perfect, and his knife is threatened with the maximum cure… Even then he too is hurting too look at,
“Put a shirt on, chef! We are near the objective”
The path has been explained to them at this point they just need to take a turn on right…
“Oi Sasha something bad? Don't we have to… are we lost?”
The cleric shivered, there is only another path, no problem that old hag just remembered wrong, surely.
“No no, don’t worry we have to go this way!”
The cave isn’t that deep in even if lost Sasha always aware of the turn, and always be ready, but of course, the peddler had to move in it’s own, claiming it’s another way, the black haired hunk is lost immediatly after that, found looking at a bug.
“Guys, we need to stay close remember?!”
Said the snake again,
“Uuu, Sasha?”
All her hair are about to fall off.
“Yes?”
“Were are we?” Masked is sweating, why is she everything if under control, no?
“Of course we are…”
The patch behind isn’t what she traced, the other are not like she remembers, what joyful day it is! Lost in a dungeon for a ingredient hunting!
“Dying like rats yeah, that’s how it should end, for gods sake.”
Santiago reached, patting the cleric back holding her hand,
“Everything will be alright! Don’t worry I left some scratches along the way! I also remember some mushrooms I left we can go back when we want!”
In that moment the cleric finally had faith in him.
“Also, look! cool bug for you! Feeling better?”
From the hand Sasha felt it, he left a shiny green beetle in her hand.
Yeah, no, he is an idiot.
“GUYS!”
Both of them looked back, at the peddler, her black tattoos moving pointing at a fissure,
“It’s here.”
The fissure is too small for the hunk, they thought that after entering they could search for another way, that beast isn’t to be taken lightly,
That said, this man is already pouring oil on himself.
“Do I go First? so you two can enter bet-”
“I will pass.” They said in unison.
Before the two entered, a chant is made, words understandable only by them, a story of a little girl searching for knowledge and got dragged down in the abyss of it, and that from deep down gifts our two clerics, an obsidian broken halo for the snake woman, and arrows of dark ichor for the peddler.
It presses on both sides, and it has an ominous wind, Sasha can hear it crawling around and she resolves herself, it's for an important occasion after all.
Masked vision blurries, her sweat is cold
the vision of the crimson the being they are approaching, haunts her, no back down last second, not for her after all.
Santiago, is calm, blood is dripping from his chest scratching the stones but he can go through, this is just part of the job after all, the idea of cooking this divine plate with such a big centipede…
“DUCK SANTI”
And he does, while a tendril slashes in the air, the beast is absurdly long, and even longer are it's insectoid whips.
Sasha voice is furios and it echoes unnaturally, and again she rises it.
“LOOK AT ME YOU WANNA BE WYRM”
The maws gets confronted with the cleric hammer, Masked starts to pull the bow, and steps back as Santiago, his knife in hand pushing away the tendrils.
The beast had a good sense of danger, but all three already knew they needed to keep its attention on all sides.
The beast screeches are music to the peddler, and the black arrow Is a clean hit,
the beast reals falling back.
“That was an amazing Mask! Now I can dissect it calmly.”
But the dust falls down.
Sasha rushes again, the halo screaming in her.
The Crimson centipede rises again, unscated.
“HOW HARD ARE YOU? MASKED, AGAIN!”
Masked hasty takes the bow, the air is fire in her throat,
“Some time please?” She asked
The hunk rushed forward to the rampaging beast, the tendrils are faster, furios, his blade unable to bounce them he gets restrained, flying to the air he watches as the cleric unable to match it gets crushed on the wall.
Cleared its way, the screams of Masked filled the cave, abdomen crushed mercilessly, the other two can't come in time, but a knight is never late for it's friends.
In her teary vision from a hole in the wall, tears to pieces just a bust with a sword in hand, Door, flies down swinging on the maws.
They can cut them through, but root grows, between the insect and Masked, maw locked, Santiago slips away, oil made its work, from up close he could see a bump in the armor, Masked arrow was not in vain!
Kitchen knife inside the carapace opens more! The tendrils are pushing him away but he has no fear, cause she is jumping in with all her might.
“BREAK IT SASHA!”
Her hands are the ink of the first book ever written, and as like that words holded heavy hopes for the future, her hammer crushes it open as if made of paper.
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“Masked?”
She slowly opens her eyes, a Sasha with a bad spot on her eyes, happy.
“Sasha… have you seen? The knight is real!”
“Real indeed, but you didn't say it was mauled so badly”
The knight has their drawer completely open the signs of the maws all over, she wants to call them,
“Don't make sudden movements yet! I healed you pretty good but you still need to rest”
“Santi?”
“Making a sled with the bug, already took all the ingredients we needed!”
Masked didn't feel that bad to not walk so why…
“Are we bringing Door?!”
“I can't leave them here after all they helped a sister two times now!”
A dragging sound is followed by the cook's smile.
“Welcome back! Feeling good enough to stand? I can bring you both in this!”
“I… I can walk on my own, I don't want to make our friend wait!”
“ Then we have to go!” the cleric said while up and ready…the sled is really well made.
She nodded acknowledging the Cook skill, he didn't really notice it and moved forward pointing at the sign he made.
The peddler looked again at the knight.
“Do not worry Door, we will fix you up! To our home, the city of stars, Stellanera”